3/20/2008

Hitchhiking...

I wish hitchhiking was more socially acceptable. Assuming that the vast majority of the population aren't psycho-killers, it seems like a great way to get places, save money, and meet some interesting people. A friend of mine in British Columbia managed to get from somewhere out west (Montana, I think?) to Michigan by hitchhiking. As I remember, it didn't take too long and he had lots of good stories by the end of it.

I have only tried it once. It was when I lived in France. The first time was to get to Mont Saint-Michel, a medieval city/monastery/island near the beaches of Normandy. I was with two other guys and it took for fucking ever for someone to stop, but when someone finally did, it felt really cool. We got lucky, as it started to rain right after we got picked up.

There was another time when I was walking home from the train station after a day in Paris (the city, not the Hilton). Some dude pulled over and asked me if I wanted a ride, despite the fact that I didn't have my thumb out. I was tired from walking and I still had a ways to go, so I said OK. My French sucked and he didn't speak good English. Anyway, I was able to figure out that he was a gym teacher. He started asking me if I was into sports and weight-lifting. Then he tried to feel my bicep. I told him that he could drop me off here. Luckily, he did without incident. It was definitely weird and at the time I never felt like I was in danger, although, looking back, I realize this guy could've fucked my life up pretty bad.

So, if you're gonna hitchhike, use good judgment, maybe carry some pepper spray or something, and never take rides from French gym teachers.

11 comments:

Dr. Monkey Von Monkerstein said...

Maybe that French dude was your soul mate, anything's possible.

cheer34 said...

That is so scary...I foolishly hitched when I was 13 with another girl...the last ride was the end of my hitching because the guy scared the crap out of us...

vikkitikkitavi said...

I believe that, in France, asking to feel a dude's bicep is a common form of salutation. You probably were very rude to refuse him. Fortunately, rudeness in France is rarely noticed.

kirby said...

But did he show you his baguette? Ba-dum-bump!

SkylersDad said...

I think Vikki is correct, and this is usually done just after grabbing the persons crotch to establish gender.

In most cases this is cause for a war, but we all know that the French don't do the war thing...

Falwless said...

It is well known that feeling a bicep in France is akin to the question, "Quel est ton animal préféré?" which, roughly translated is, "What is your favorite animal?"

In other news, I have no idea what this comment means. I'm weird.

Joe said...

I got a ride from the same guy, Chris. You were right on. What a nut that guy was...

Grant Miller said...

There have been some great horror movies made about hitchiking. And some good pornos.

Joe said...

The pornos were great. The horror movies, not so much.

Dale said...

It might have been a female gym teacher masquerading as a man.

Would you pick up a hitchhiker? I'd be more worried they'd kill me.

Distributorcap said...

maybe he wanted you for the pottery barn catalogue?